Chapter 947

Su Ming successfully learned the Nine Swords of Dugu.

With this, only the BOSS challenge remained.

He looked at Senior Xiang Wuhui and stepped forward.

The other party was currently drinking with great delight.

Su Ming took this opportunity to ask about a few things.

"Senior, before I ascended the mountain, I saw many sword graves near the great array. Did you bury those disciples' remains?" Su Ming asked.

Upon hearing this, a trace of clarity returned to Xiang Wuhui's eyes.

"Yes."

He grabbed a jar of wine and sat down on the ground.

"Then why were only half of them buried?" Su Ming asked with a frown.

Because on this Mount Shushan, there were still a vast number of disciples' remains that had already rotted into white bones, never having received a proper burial.

Hearing this, Xiang Wuhui gave a crazed laugh.

"There were too many corpses!"

"I had to guard the Demon-Suppressing Tower while burying the bodies; I couldn't keep up."

He feigned indifference, but the vicissitudes in his eyes could not be faked.

"By the time I had buried half of them, the other corpses had already begun to rot."

"So I simply stopped caring."

As he spoke, Xiang Wuhui flicked his sleeve and took another drink.

"The Shushan Daoist scriptures record that one must bury the dead before they rot."

"Once they have rotted, it no longer matters. If demons and monsters are to be bred, let them be bred; I am guarding this place anyway."

Xiang Wuhui was definitely not a typical Shushan disciple; he was more like a person of the secular world, obsessed with wine and completely disregarding etiquette and laws.

He showed no respect for the dead either.

It was precisely this personality that forged his free-spirited sword realm.

Su Ming heard this and became thoughtful.

"Then, this junior would like to know, what exactly happened to the Shushan Sword Sect back then?"

Su Ming began to inquire about the true history of this world.

"Hmph, you kid are certainly curious."

Xiang Wuhui shook his head with a bitter smile.

"That battle back then... it's a long story."

"Everything started because of the word 'love'."

The old Sword Venerable's gaze fell into memories.

"I was born with a Post-Heaven Sword Body, which was extremely suitable for practicing sword techniques, which is why I successfully joined the Shushan Sword Sect."

"And when my senior brother was 37 years old, while he was down the mountain gaining experience, he picked up a male infant in front of the temple gate."

"My senior brother named him Li Xuan."

"That child's talent was a Pre-Heaven Sword Body..."

Pre-Heaven Sword Body?

Su Ming's gaze narrowed slightly.

Xiang Wuhui was only a Post-Heaven Sword Body, yet he could achieve the effect of doubling the power of all sword techniques.

Then, could a Pre-Heaven Sword Body perhaps increase sword technique power by 10 times?

Compared to his own Origin Sword Body, it was naturally far inferior.

But it was already terrifying enough.

Logically, with such a sword genius joining Shushan, it should have been even easier to suppress the demon race; how could the sect have been destroyed?

Su Ming held endless curiosity and listened intently.

"Li Xuan's constitution was only a word apart from mine, but his talent was a thousand miles apart."

Xiang Wuhui said.

"My senior brother took him as a personal disciple and trained him himself."

"Soon, he became the strongest disciple in all of Shushan, besides my senior brother."

"Even I and the Great Elder were no match for him."

"He traversed the human world without a single rival, and that year, he was only 27 years old."

Hearing this, Su Ming marveled inwardly.

At such a young age, he could defeat his martial uncle Xiang Wuhui and the Great Elder in the path of the sword.

That disciple named Li Xuan was truly an unparalleled genius of the sword.

Listening to what Senior Xiang said, it seemed only the Sect Leader, Li Xuan's master, Wei Tianhai, could suppress him.

"Once Li Xuan achieved success in his sword path, he began to descend the mountain to gain experience, traveling the four seas, slaying demons and eliminating monsters, fulfilling the responsibilities that a Shushan Sword Sect disciple should."

"That was a hundred years ago. At that time, our human race was at its zenith, and the demon race was in constant fear, almost on the verge of extinction."

Speaking of this, Xiang Wuhui tilted his head and gulped down a large mouthful of wine, wiping his mouth unceremoniously with his sleeve.

"But just in the fifth year after Li Xuan descended the mountain, he returned, bringing his wife and daughter."

"And his wife was a female demon who had transformed into a human."

A cold light flashed in Xiang Wuhui's eyes as he said sternly.

Su Ming felt a shock in his heart upon hearing this.

The strongest disciple of the young generation of the Shushan Sword Sect had actually married into the demon race!?

"Shushan disciples are forbidden from marrying and having children for life; he had already broken the great commandment. Furthermore, his wife was of the demon race."

At this point, Xiang Wuhui slowly shook his head.

"That female demon was as beautiful as a celestial being; it would be no exaggeration to call her a top-tier beauty in the human world."

"Li Xuan returned to the sect for only one thing."

"And that was to request to be expelled from the sect."

"He was willing to abandon all his cultivation, just to live in seclusion in the mountains with his wife and daughter, and never ask about the world outside again."

"I still remember the words he said at that time..."

"Forget it, words are hard to grasp; I will present it directly before you!"

Xiang Wuhui stood up abruptly, his hands forming sword fingers, and flicked them into the air.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

In an instant, the spiritual energy and sword Qi of the heavens and earth gathered, transforming into a vivid scene presented before Su Ming!

It could be seen that the Shushan Sword Sect at that time was still peaceful, with clear clouds and gentle breezes, the great hall was majestic, and thousands of disciples stood in formation.

Sect Leader Wei Tianhai, the various Shushan Elders, and the young Senior Xiang Wuhui stood in front of the great hall, gazing down from above.

And Li Xuan stood in the center of the square, bringing his wife and holding his daughter's hand.

Countless disciples held their swords and formed an array, surrounding him.

The disciples' eyes held shock, hesitation, and disbelief.

But soon, all of it turned into hostility!

Those who are close to the demon race are the enemies of Shushan, even if you are the senior brother, it is no exception!

Li Xuan stepped forward alone, his calm eyes sweeping across the entire Shushan sect.

"Master, Martial Uncle, Elders, fellow disciples."